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Eric still had her by the waist where he’d grabbed her just as the car whooshed past them, spewing exhaust and burning rubber into the air.
ОглавлениеChristina had stumbled back against Eric’s chest, and he pulled her tightly against his body. “Are you okay?”
“That was close.” Her voice shook and she cleared her throat. “What’s the matter with that guy? Didn’t he see us?”
“He saw us, Christina.”
Her heart pounded in her chest and her breath came out in short spurts. “That’s crazy. We’re the FBI, for God’s sake.”
He held out his hand. “Do you want me to drive? Your hands are trembling.”
She dropped the keys into his palm without a word. If he wanted to play the big, strong protector, who was she to argue?
